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When I finally arrived at the hospital, I rushed through the doors and straight to the waiting area.
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Nari was there, pacing back and forth, her hands clasped tightly in front of her, her face pale.
She looked up when she saw me, and for a moment, neither of us spoke.
I closed the distance quickly, pulling her into a tight hug, trying to steady my racing heart.
She clung to me for a second before pulling away, tears finally slipping down her cheeks.
"I-I don't understand, Oppa. One minute she was fine, and then... the next, she was in the hospital. They said, she-she got hit by a car. The paramedics said she lost consciousness at the scene. Her head... they said it was bad, Oppa," she whispered, her voice cracking on the last word.
My chest tightened. I swallowed the bile rising in my throat. Our mom...
"Where is she now?" I asked, trying to steady my voice, trying to force calm into my thoughts.
"They took her into surgery," Nari said, wiping her tears, but I could see how much she was struggling to hold herself together. "I don't know how long it's going to take."
I nodded, and together we moved to the nearest row of chairs, sitting down side by side.
I could feel her trembling next to me. I squeezed her hand, doing what little I could to offer comfort, even though I felt just as lost and afraid as she did.
Time passed in agonizing silence, our eyes on the door, waiting for any sign of news.
The minutes stretched into an hour, then two, then three, four.
The weight of the waiting room seemed to press down on us from all sides.
I wanted to be angry at the world for putting us in this situation, but I couldn't bring myself to feel anything but helplessness.